Dance Floor Memory
v4
@Darlan Silva
Dance Floor Memory
v4
@Darlan Silva
Songteksten
[Intro]
Yeah
You feel that?
Come closer
Uh
[Verse 1]
You walked in
Slow motion
Perfume mixing with the rum
You smiled like you knew me
But we just met
Now we’re done
Hands on your waist
Little closer
You said my name in my ear
Whole room started fading
Only your heartbeat here
[Chorus]
Girl
You’re my dance floor memory
Body on mine like we got history
We don’t need words
Just energy
Tonight
Tonight
You’re all over me
Spin me around like we’ll never leave
Lost in your eyes
Can barely breathe
Girl
You’re my dance floor memory
[Verse 2]
Drip of sweat on your shoulder
Tracing shapes on your skin
You move like you own the night
Like the night can’t say a thing
You laugh
Bite your lip
Then you pull me
Say
“Don’t you dare let go”
DJ changing the rhythm
But we keep our own
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
If the sun comes up
And we never speak again
I still got that touch
Burned into my hands
[whispered vocals]
Your hair
Your hips
That stolen sip
This beat
These lips
I can’t forget
[Chorus]
Yeah
You feel that?
Come closer
Uh
[Verse 1]
You walked in
Slow motion
Perfume mixing with the rum
You smiled like you knew me
But we just met
Now we’re done
Hands on your waist
Little closer
You said my name in my ear
Whole room started fading
Only your heartbeat here
[Chorus]
Girl
You’re my dance floor memory
Body on mine like we got history
We don’t need words
Just energy
Tonight
Tonight
You’re all over me
Spin me around like we’ll never leave
Lost in your eyes
Can barely breathe
Girl
You’re my dance floor memory
[Verse 2]
Drip of sweat on your shoulder
Tracing shapes on your skin
You move like you own the night
Like the night can’t say a thing
You laugh
Bite your lip
Then you pull me
Say
“Don’t you dare let go”
DJ changing the rhythm
But we keep our own
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
If the sun comes up
And we never speak again
I still got that touch
Burned into my hands
[whispered vocals]
Your hair
Your hips
That stolen sip
This beat
These lips
I can’t forget
[Chorus]
Stijl van muziek
Slick reggaeton groove with bright synth plucks and a fat, round bass line. Male vocals riding a percussive pocket, close and flirty in the verses, then opening into a chant-style hook with crowd call-and-response. Tight drums, shaker patterns, and subtle vocal chops in the background; bridge strips back to kick and bass before a final chorus explosion with stacked harmonies and ad-libs., reggaeton
